Serpent King's Prisoner: A Dark Mafia Romance Trilogy (The Dark Mafia Prince of San Francisco Book 1) by Olivia Blair & Clarissa Bright & Chloe Parker

Author:Olivia Blair & Clarissa Bright & Chloe Parker [Blair, Olivia & Bright, Clarissa & Parker, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-06-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty: Abby

My pulse hammered, a relentless drumbeat echoing through my limbs.

I blinked, the sharp edge of reality slicing through the haze left behind by a pleasure so intense it had stolen my senses, rendered me sightless, deaf–nothing more than sensation for Nathan’s taking. The afterglow was fading fast, and with each frantic beat of my heart, I became acutely aware of how dangerous this game truly was.

I had to do something, anything, to get out of this. There on the bed, in the dim evening light filtering through the blinds, I watched Nathan–Fangs, they called him–move with a languid grace that barely betrayed the violence I knew he was capable of. He rolled off the bed with the ease of a predator sure in his dominion, muscles shifting beneath that inked skin where a dragon snaked across his chest.

He didn’t look at me as he stood, just reached down to pull his sweats up over the taut lines of his hips. My eyes traced the motion, my mind racing even as my body still twitched, coming down from the high of being utterly consumed by him. I struggled to remember who I was–Abigail Fucking Harper, FBI agent, trained at Quantico, fluent in Mandarin, and planted next door at that coffee shop for one reason: to take down the Golden Serpents from the inside.

As I lay there, trying to regain control, I couldn’t help but wonder about the man I’d been sent to destroy. A man who tended to orchids like they were soft, delicate, and could snuff out a life with what felt like a flick of his wrist.

Nathan turned, casting a shadow across the room, and the faintest glint of something unreadable flickered in his dark gaze. It was a look that spoke of secrets and an inner turmoil I was yet to understand. And in that moment, despite the trepidation clawing at my insides, I realized I was seeing beyond the assassin prince’s facade.

But this wasn’t about feelings or attraction; it was survival. I needed to keep my wits about me, play the part I’d been assigned by him until I could find a way out. For now, though, I was trapped in his world, at his mercy, and my only option was to make him believe I was his, while every fiber of my being screamed for freedom.

I watched, heart hammering against my ribs, as Nathan rifled through the drawer once again. My mind raced, anticipating another round of his twisted game, but instead, he pulled out a pair of black gloves with a practiced ease. Slipping them onto his hands, the latex snapped against his skin ominously. Then came the syringe and a small bottle filled with a clear liquid.

Panic clawed its way up my throat.

“Please,” I tried to beg through the duct tape, muffled sounds of desperation barely audible. My eyes darted around the room, searching for something, anything that could be used to my advantage. But there was nothing—just me, him, and the impending threat that filled the syringe between his fingers.

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